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Now Gerard! Do it now! the voice was hissing trying to push Gerard forward.
"I dunno..." he mumbled so quietly he could barely hear himself.
If you don't, Mikey will die. Do you want Mikey to die?! DO YOU?!
"B-but..." Gerard tried to think of an excuse, but failed miserably. "I can't!" he whisper shouted.
Then I will! Gerards body convulsed violently as if someone was stepping in to his skin and taking over. In away, they sort of were.
"Gerard!" Frank said, spotting him in the corner of the room. 'Gerard' smiled at him and hid the blade behind his back.
The smile had seemed off to him. More like a smirk, filled with danger and malice. As 'Gerard' stepped forward, Frank stepped back. Sensing something was wrong with Gerard, who was still smiling. As he for closer Frank could see the maniacal look in his eyes, they were no long kind and naive and the insanity hiding behind his smile which was no longer a sign of happiness or joy. Something wasn't right. 'Gerards' hands still lay behind his back, making it obvious to Frank he was hiding something.
"Fran-key!" he said, taking a step closer to him. That wasn't Gerard, Frank realised in shock. That voice wasn't his, it was deeper and had more of a drawl to it. It's had a maniacal tone to it, making Frank recoil.
He stood for a long time at his stranger in Gerards body, he didn't even known what was happening. 'Gerard' took another step closer so he was right in front of Frank. They were practically touching. He brought his left hand up to Franks chest, keeping the other firmly behind his back. He slowly moved his hand down Franks chest, when they got to the hem of his shirt and started to slide under, Franks breath hitched in his throat and his brain kicked in to work.
"Your not Gerard." he stated quietly. 'Gerards' grin grew wider and more maniacal. He let out a loud cackle, confirming Franks suspicions. "Who are?"
"I'm Gerard." the unfamiliar voice said.
-"No. Your not. Tell me, who. The fuck. Are you?" Frank said feeling braver. 'Gerard' Laughed again.
"My, my, aren't we smart? Well, Frankie, I'm Gerards friend and I won't have him hurt by someone that isn't me." he told him. A nasty undertone, breaking through the insanity. Frank, if he was honest, was scared shitless. He didn't even know this could happen.
"What to you want?" he asked, openly showing his fear and desperation show.
"I want you go-- No please don't!-- NO! Gone! Gone gone gone! I want him gone!" He pounced of Frank, sensing he didn't have long left before, for the first time ever, Gerard pushed him away.
He sat on Franks chest and pinned down Franks arms using his legs. It was only now that Frank could see the glinting blade in 'Gerards' hand. Frank gulped, he was scared for his life. Somewhere in his brain, Gerard was screaming for this to stop, his strong emotions making it easier for him to push through the fog and sent the voice away for the first time.
"Please...no..." Frank was crying, begging for it to stop. 'Gerard' just laughed, Frank squirmed desperately, trying to get free. But the switch blade knife was already coming down on him. Frank felt the blade dig into his arm as 'Gerard' began to laugh insanely, the blade came down on Franks other arm as he carved a smiling face into his arms.
Frank was losing a lot of blood quick. He began to get dizzy, then he just as he was positive he was going to die, as the edges of his visions blurred, he felt the blade pull out if his skin.
"No! Please no!" Gerard cried, but his voice was distant and slow. Gerard phoned an ambulance, telling them to come as soon as they could. Then, just as Franks vision blacked out he heard Gerard sob into the phone "Mikey, he hurt Fran..." his voice faded at Franks world turned black.
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A/N i know you didn't want frank to get hurt, but as i explained, this story is mostly pre=writeen >.>
I'm sorry
"I dunno..." he mumbled so quietly he could barely hear himself.
If you don't, Mikey will die. Do you want Mikey to die?! DO YOU?!
"B-but..." Gerard tried to think of an excuse, but failed miserably. "I can't!" he whisper shouted.
Then I will! Gerards body convulsed violently as if someone was stepping in to his skin and taking over. In away, they sort of were.
"Gerard!" Frank said, spotting him in the corner of the room. 'Gerard' smiled at him and hid the blade behind his back.
The smile had seemed off to him. More like a smirk, filled with danger and malice. As 'Gerard' stepped forward, Frank stepped back. Sensing something was wrong with Gerard, who was still smiling. As he for closer Frank could see the maniacal look in his eyes, they were no long kind and naive and the insanity hiding behind his smile which was no longer a sign of happiness or joy. Something wasn't right. 'Gerards' hands still lay behind his back, making it obvious to Frank he was hiding something.
"Fran-key!" he said, taking a step closer to him. That wasn't Gerard, Frank realised in shock. That voice wasn't his, it was deeper and had more of a drawl to it. It's had a maniacal tone to it, making Frank recoil.
He stood for a long time at his stranger in Gerards body, he didn't even known what was happening. 'Gerard' took another step closer so he was right in front of Frank. They were practically touching. He brought his left hand up to Franks chest, keeping the other firmly behind his back. He slowly moved his hand down Franks chest, when they got to the hem of his shirt and started to slide under, Franks breath hitched in his throat and his brain kicked in to work.
"Your not Gerard." he stated quietly. 'Gerards' grin grew wider and more maniacal. He let out a loud cackle, confirming Franks suspicions. "Who are?"
"I'm Gerard." the unfamiliar voice said.
-"No. Your not. Tell me, who. The fuck. Are you?" Frank said feeling braver. 'Gerard' Laughed again.
"My, my, aren't we smart? Well, Frankie, I'm Gerards friend and I won't have him hurt by someone that isn't me." he told him. A nasty undertone, breaking through the insanity. Frank, if he was honest, was scared shitless. He didn't even know this could happen.
"What to you want?" he asked, openly showing his fear and desperation show.
"I want you go-- No please don't!-- NO! Gone! Gone gone gone! I want him gone!" He pounced of Frank, sensing he didn't have long left before, for the first time ever, Gerard pushed him away.
He sat on Franks chest and pinned down Franks arms using his legs. It was only now that Frank could see the glinting blade in 'Gerards' hand. Frank gulped, he was scared for his life. Somewhere in his brain, Gerard was screaming for this to stop, his strong emotions making it easier for him to push through the fog and sent the voice away for the first time.
"Please...no..." Frank was crying, begging for it to stop. 'Gerard' just laughed, Frank squirmed desperately, trying to get free. But the switch blade knife was already coming down on him. Frank felt the blade dig into his arm as 'Gerard' began to laugh insanely, the blade came down on Franks other arm as he carved a smiling face into his arms.
Frank was losing a lot of blood quick. He began to get dizzy, then he just as he was positive he was going to die, as the edges of his visions blurred, he felt the blade pull out if his skin.
"No! Please no!" Gerard cried, but his voice was distant and slow. Gerard phoned an ambulance, telling them to come as soon as they could. Then, just as Franks vision blacked out he heard Gerard sob into the phone "Mikey, he hurt Fran..." his voice faded at Franks world turned black.
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A/N i know you didn't want frank to get hurt, but as i explained, this story is mostly pre=writeen >.>
I'm sorry
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